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I held the book and looked at the lectern with Zhou Qingchuan in a way that's hard to put into words.
I wanted to use my gaze to peel away his restrained facade and see what he was really up to.
Suddenly, Zhou Qingchuan turned his head and looked at me, and we locked eyes once again.
The classic program of each class is about to begin.
The familiar classmate couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Xiang Xingwan."
Sure enough...
I stood up in despair.
"Give an example to verify the theory I just mentioned."
Huh? Theory? What theory?
When he just said it, I was completely lost in thought and didn't hear anything!
My roommate next to me wanted to tell me, but she was hindered by Zhou Qingchuan's deadly gaze, and her mosquito-like reminder was just too quiet.
I can't hear anything, I can only stand there.
An awkward atmosphere spread in the classroom.
Zhou Qingchuan He pushed his glasses up and his expression remained indifferent.
"You will be deducted 2 points for your classroom behavior. Please come see me after class. Please take a seat."
I sat down listlessly and looked at the evolved version of "Zhou Qingchuan" on top of his head, feeling disappointed as I pursed my lips.
A man's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea...
After class, I asked my roommate to go back to the dorm first, while I waited for the group of girls to finish asking questions before going to find Zhou Qingchuan.
I don't know what got into those girls today, they were all red-faced and chattering around him excitedly.
After class, Zhou Qingchuan is not as strict as he is in class, but rather has a hint of mature and easy-going demeanor of an older man.
So every time, it makes a group of girls act like they've taken a stimulant, blushing and chattering around him.
I waited for a while, gradually feeling sleepy.
Estimating that it would be a while before it was my turn to be judged, I languidly climbed onto the table and closed my eyes.
Maybe these two days have been busy thinking about a certain professor, and my brain is a bit overwhelmed.
As soon as I close my eyes, I fall asleep uncontrollably.
I had an indescribable dream in my mind.
In the dream, I shamefully exposed Zhou Qingchuan's secret spring dream, which aroused Zhou Qingchuan's wild nature.
Just put me on a 1.8-meter bed and forced me to perform a forced love scene, and even forced me to give birth to 108 children.
The scene is too unbearable to watch, the kind that needs to be pixelated if shown.
"Xiang Xingwan."
Suddenly, a cold voice exploded in my ear.
The yellow dream abruptly ended.
I opened my eyes in a daze and saw Zhou Qingchuan standing in front of me, with his eyes half-closed, looking at me indifferently.
And a certain scene in my dream actually overlapped.
I shuddered all over.
Then, in a confused state, she threw herself at his suddenly tense waist, crying and howling as she rubbed against his very fine shirt.
"Professor! I was wrong! Please forgive me!"
"Professor, I will listen to you. If you say it's time for the delivery, then it's time! Tonight, I will give birth!"
Silence.
The deathly silence.
Just as I was sobbing with snot and tears, Zhou Qingchuan's cold and hoarse voice sounded above my head.
"Xiang Xingwan, could you please elaborate on the meaning of the phrase 'I say how many births'?"
This cold and indifferent remark pierced through my mind, causing my previously stalled brain to suddenly reboot.
I leaned against his waist, opened my confused eyes, and saw an empty classroom.
There is no 1.8-meter bed, there is no forced love.
Silly me, I'm so silly.
What the heck...
Isn't it a dream?
Then what I was just holding...
I brushed it off and quickly withdrew my hand, my movements were hurried and chaotic, almost falling off the chair.
Trembling, I looked up and found my aloof and restrained professor looking at me expressionlessly, with a hint of some inexplicable meaning.
The shirt around the waist is wrinkled, with remnants of snot and tears, and my name is still on top of the head.
"Pr... Professor..."
"Uh, awake?"
I struggled to swallow and said, "Awake...awake..."
Zhou Qingchuan's gaze fell straight on my blushing face, continuing to ask.
"What do you mean by 'I'll have as many children as I want'?"
My toes quickly dried up, and in just half a second, I knocked out three living rooms and two halls.
Facing his deadly gaze, I frantically pondered cunning excuses.
The matter of the spring dream absolutely cannot be mentioned, otherwise I will be assassinated by him tonight.
How should I explain this!
Ahhhhhhhh!
"Hmm?"
The urgent voice of Zhou Qingchuan sounded.
At the critical moment of life and death, I blurted out a statement that shattered my principles.
"Because... because I admire you, I want to marry you, and then have children with you."
"Any number of births is fine, I'm not afraid of pain, because love can alleviate pain!"
Visibly, Zhou Qingchuan's perennially icy face went from indifferent to bewildered to shocked to cracking open.
The speed is so fast, comparable to the quick changes in Sichuan Opera.
I belatedly slapped myself in the face.
What kind of nonsense is this dog-like reasoning, making me act like a love-struck fool.
Zhou Qingchuan would definitely kick me away in anger.
Just as I was thinking of making a few more excuses to save my life, Zhou Qingchuan spoke with a hoarse voice.
"Well, let's talk about this after you graduate. No rush."
I was secretly taken aback by the movement of the mouth.
Huh??
What's up?
When I was confused, Zhou Qingchuan raised his hand and lightly touched the tuft of hair on my head that was sticking up.
"Accompany me to the staff dormitory to change clothes first."
I looked at his affectionate gesture like a puppy, and then at his suddenly gentle expression, and I shivered even more.
I messed up. Why do I feel like the professor misunderstood what I just said?
Why is he looking at me as if I were his girlfriend?
This direction is not right, not right!
I want to explain again, but I'm stuttering.
"Um, Professor... what I meant just now was—"
"I understand what you meant. Let's go, the cleaning lady is about to clean the classroom."
Zhou Qingchuan I tugged at the wrinkled shirt, interrupting my words.
Lowering his eyes, he looked at me with a gentle curve in his eyes, and his usually cold face slightly relaxed.
To be honest, when someone who is naturally aloof suddenly shows a smile, it makes me feel like I'm soaking in a hot spring, and I almost drool. Relying on extraordinary willpower, I struggled to resist the temptation of this handsome man, while still thinking about continuing my previous defense.
Zhou Qingchuan has already turned and left.
I hurriedly grabbed my bag and followed him, walking alongside him.
"Professor, did you just misunderstand something?"
Zhou Qingchuan appeared to be in a very good mood at the moment, rare to ask in a gentle voice.
"What misunderstanding?"
Just as I was about to explain, a passing old professor greeted Zhou Qingchuan.
"Qingchuan, I heard from the department head that you are planning to increase the failure rate in economics this semester?"
Zhou Qingchuan softened his expression and nodded slightly, "Yes, this will make them take their studies more seriously."
The old professor chuckled, "You need to be a bit more sensible. If the juniors fail your course, they'll have to make time to retake it next semester when they go for internships."
"I understand."
After the old professor left, Zhou Qingchuan turned his head to look at me again.
"What misunderstanding did you just mention?"
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